Airline Talk (feat. Vent & Kiko 860)

Look
I wrote this at the airport
Packing up my Jansport
Thinking bout your bitch in satin sheets, my feet stay warm
I keep this on a need to know, go as far as my people go
Until I'm in that black out Bentley you can't see no more
In the game, been awhile, and shawties want a free trial
And niggas getting wheeled to the fortune like they can pick a vowel
It's 2 Guard season, I pull up fast on a crook
I was taught you either slide your feet or get your ass shook
Been versatile since a kid, with a motive of making money
Now I'm buzzing up her real estate, got her calling me honey
Or hun, man I'm trying to make a run
Potency only time I see the sun, I been fading back no 4 to 1
Cotton by the ton
Heat for 25, no Kendrick Nunn
I flip so many T's got these niggas thinking I'm satan son
I'm smooth V, heaven sent
Can't get better then
100 on the dash, dope in the air, now she wetter than
Thinking about what could've been, what would've been, what should've been
But I was fucked up, and couldn't get my luck up, but now I got
Mind control with beat though
I punch lines, leave red on the floor, this my shit, that's word to Deebo
Now who yo Kinfolk, I bet they underachieve like Winslow
She asking me to bone, now she biting down like Cujo
I'm killing shit, Jason with the lyrics, no Derulo
I'm too low, I'm pearling up a spliff like Earl Monroe
When they asking if CNCT is in the building, Tell em stay woke
Matter fact we want smoke, packing mines by the boatload
She 55 Mutombo, squeeze & grip, I unload
She like to play her back to the basket, I told her oh no!

Only when they switchin'
Or when they acting different
And anything but pimpin'
They acting funny then forget them
I'm counting hundreds in a bando
I be about mine
Don't ask for more than you can handle, or play with your time
You took everything I had when you left, and I'm on my way
Stolen my heart and left a hole in my chest, they want my pain
Pass that, spoil myself I need my cash grab
Alexander McQueen, Louis Vuitton backpack,
Heartache ain't a thing, the money can probably patch that
No apologies, send paper straight to my cashapp
Clean paper and it's all there
She said come and fix me and bring your hardware

KIKO!

Yo bro... (I did it!)
Kiko grab that bag bro

We gotta go, you're gonna make us miss our flight